Nerina's POV
I found Roger sitting on the floor in his office, having his hands in his hair, crying his heart out.
"Roger?" I called and he lifted his head. The poor man was heartbroken, and I desperately needed to do something.
I wasn't particularly fond of Roger, but Nova was still my friend.
"Yes, Nerina, what can I do for you?" he said as he wiped the tears from his face.
"Uhm, I am sorry to intrude, but I did knock..." I said and he waved his hand, gesturing for me to enter.
Roger got up from the floor and walked to his desk.
Paperwork was overflowing all over, and I guess, with Nova missing, he was too depressed to work through it.
I lifted my nose to the air and sniffed, and Roger gave me a confused look through his bloodshot eyes.
"What are you doing?" He asked, scrunch
